Here's the Talbot lounge in the last week of classes. Why am I the only one here?
This is my last week of classes (hooray!). No, the last week of classes actually deserves a big hooray outside the parenthesis!
HOORAY!!!
I'm tired, I'm stressed, I don't sleep well, and I'm sure my eyes are strained (yes, I will put on my "reading glasses" when I'm at home...). But my big ole TO DO list got cut in half, and that feels good.
One of the things I've had to learn this semester was how to prioritize. This is something that should be common sense, after all we're taught how to do this since we were a toddler (if I have to go to the bathroom and watch Sesame Street at the same time, which do I do first?). This semester I took six classes, and I have to say it hasn't been easy. I also have the tendency to want to excel in class, to make the A, to soak it all in and then churn it all back out after I master it. This semester I've had to be okay with not doing that (at least not doing it as well as I've wanted to!). I've picked the top classes, the ones that matter the most to me, the ones that I'm strong in and will use most often post-graduation. Those have come first, and the others have landed where they will. Its been hard and humbling to not be able to "do it all." Its a good thing though. All too often I think we're pushed to master everything, to be good at all the projects that come our way. And I've been guilty of falling into that trap.
So as I'm closing out one more semester I find that I've not only put text book learning in my head, but have also tucked away those valuable life lessons that are a part of growing older. Learning how to live life is something I'm thanking God for, even when it isn't on my schedule!
